Tom Hulce Husband Novels & Stories

Time passed slowly as I sat in the mourning hall. As I recalled every moment between my husband, Anthony Brosnan, and me over the past few years, I felt that it was laughable. After handling the funeral arrangements, I made a phone call. A sneer came from the other end of the line. "Shirley, why are you calling me now? Don't tell me you want to catch up with me and tell me all about your happy life?" "I regret it. I regret marrying him. Alicia, my mom passed away. I…"

"How sure are you, madam? The cancerous cells have spread all over his brain and he..." "Just stop this, doctor. Stop!" I slam my hands on the desk as I spring up to my feet. His words are driving me to the edge of craziness. "My husband doesn't have a brain tumor! No, he doesn't," I shake my head slowly. My eyes suddenly become wet with tears, and my cheeks feel hot as they pour down them. It's not that I believe him, but... but... I don't know what's going on. I don't know what I'm feeling right now...

I didn't expect that over the years, Dylan had sent Mandy money on every holiday along with gifts. He would even order her food delivery and flowers on random days, all while playing the perfect husband in front of me. Who would've guessed that he was a master of time management? Even when we went out for something as simple as getting my nails done, he found excuses to "buy coffee" and would sneak off to meet Mandy for a quick hour in a hotel room! The thought of those two vile people made my skin crawl. I gathered all the evidence and handed it over to my lawyer.